coda



















shhhhhh
almost
briefly silent

shhhhhh
subtly shy
.....

glissando



















full construct
automatic presence
unaffected

a serial, some kind of
inspiration
solution

red and green
brightning

fortissimo



















fury of desires
killed by
absolute mandrosity is a fact
crowded density
kids laughing in the void

off time
our

false tragedy
no stunts
no comedians
no performance
no public
merely
stance

adagio



















a precious ornament
in a simulated eyeball

not everything is as green
as before
before the night, before the memories
before coldness

fugue



















the peaceful chant of the tide
brings me to a melodic state
pink are now my memories
and as from the top of a mountain
my vision's now clearer
i can feel
the freshest air
passes a cloud through me
the stream possesses me
now
floating i am over
the edge
above the rain

toccata



















sharpened feeling strikes me
vértigo follows,
doubts
all filled with clues but no path to follow
how deep is the wound?
how clear the fog?
try to clean the head
try to reach the truth
nothing's never the same, but repeatedly
the stumble happens on the same stone,
a grey and rocky one
wounds have to be cleaned and healed again
where's is the simplicity? the artlessness?

waiting for communication to air again

allegretto



















sweet sickness
traps me in bed
all sweated
all absent
but this sticky
set state
allows oportunity
of messages
crumbs of anot her
substance

andante



















we see
we smell the dry grass
all around us
it touches our sensibilities
we smile
we ride

moderato




















breath
time's crushing my heart
breath
all powers down
breathing as much as i can
se souvenir
pinned as a living butterfly
i breathe